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Chapter's long, so be prepared to do some reading and some...things are gonna happen lol just read and enjoy!
CHAPTER 16: HELL HATH NO FURY…PT II
"You've gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me!" Cindy yelled while the whole crew, but Stacia, walked to Huey's car. Stacia volunteered to take little Kayla to her house. It was 45 minutes away, but she didn't want the girl to be around either one of her friends' houses. It just wasn't safe.
Funny. Who'd ever think Woodcrest, Maryland would be considered 'dangerous'? It was the home of the rich, careless white people for goodness sake!
The crew insisted that she stay with Kayla, but she didn't want to hear it. She wanted in on this too. She wanted to go up against the one person who'd been bothering the people she loved and cared about. But she also knew that them waiting on her for two hours would just waste time they obviously didn't have. So she had to back out on it and agree to stay with Kayla for the night at her parents'. It was her only choice.
"Nope. We're dead serious." Jazmine replied to Cindy's outburst in a flat tone. She was tired, her ears were ringing from Cindy's yelling and she was pissed. How dare this bitch come into her best friend's house unannounced, blow up a quarter of her boyfriend's room, choke Cindy (that's two violations on Cindy's part), touch her boyfriend's ass, lie to other people by telling them she went out with her boyfriend, talking back to Caesar, texting 'anonymous' messages to Huey, Caesar and Stacia, and scaring the living daylights out of a five year old! She must've been…no, it was CLEAR, she was out of her damn mind. And on top of that, because of everyone's lack of sleep, Jazmine was about to miss out on church today! This shit was not about to go down anymore.
Not up in Jazmine's house.
"Shit." Caesar cursed in total surprise. "And here I thought she liked you." He looked to Huey before the car doors were unlocked.
"Yeah, me too." Huey responded before everyone got into their seats. Cindy, Riley and Caesar sat in the back behind Huey and Jazmine. Cindy shook her head looking out the window. She was unable to say anything else, too fed up. Jazmine had a few words to say though.
"I can't wait, I can't wait." She continued to repeat with her eyes closed as Huey backed up a little and drove off, at a normal speed this time.
"Yo, where we goin'?" Riley asked, finally confirming his presence, ignoring Jazmine's chanting.
"Where do you think?" Huey replied and rolled his eyes as he heard his brother's sighing. "To pick up Marcus and Lamaar."
"Then?"
"Riley, you know where." Huey began to get irritated all over again. "Don't play dumb."
Riley scoffed. "Nigga, I was just checkin'! Shit, can't even do that no mo'." He muttered after his reply to his brother. It was obvious that everyone was crankier than usual, and not only because of the Briana thing. Lack of sleep could do that to you.
"So, you think we'll need all these people?" Caesar asked, not necessarily directing the question to a particular person.
"I think so." Huey replied, coming to a red light. "We don't know what to expect." The light quickly turned green before he slowed down all the way and he sped up. "But the girl couldn't be dumb enough to just include herself and that other guy."
"Well, her dumbass sure doesn't know how to cover her tracks, now does she?" Jazmine butt in, halting her chants, gaining a gasp from her best friend and an open mouth from Caesar. Riley, despite his anger, snickered a bit. Huey just shook his head and tried to hide the smirk, but it wouldn't wipe itself off of his face.
"Daaaaaammmnnn…" Caesar drew out, finally finding his voice. "Jazzy, just used profanity?"
"Sho' did." Cindy answered his rhetorical question and smirked. Jazmine rolled her eyes.
"Really? We're on a mission to save ourselves and that's all you all could think about?" She said, turning around in her seat to face the people in the back.
Cindy shrugged apologetically. "Sorry, Jaz. It's just…weird hearin' you curse."
"Yeah." Caesar agreed. "You're the sweet one and it's just...kinda funny." He laughed a little but stopped as Jazmine cut her eyes at him. "Sorry."
"Aye," Huey began. His eyes were still on the road as everyone looked at him. "I wouldn't mess with her if I were you." He warned.
That statement alone shut everyone up. Everyone but Riley. He sucked his teeth.
"Man, nigga I ain't scurred of her ass. The fuck she gon' do?" He challenged as Huey's eyebrows went up as if saying 'I'm warning you'. He glanced to the side and noticed Jazmine's fists in balls and her eyes were narrowed.
"Riley, I'm serious. Don't do it." He warned his little brother again as he turned a corner. Lamaar's house wasn't too far.
Riley snorted. "Whateva, nigga. Knowin' Jazzy, all she gon' do is yell til' she cry and cry til she get sick. Only one she gon' hurt is her damn self. The fuck you warnin' me fo'?" Huey just shook his head as Caesar and Cindy looked at Riley with a worried look. They knew this entire Briana situation gave Jazmine a different persona, and if Riley continued, she would actually do something.
Shut up, Riley.
As they feared, Riley went on…and on…and on…until Jazmine couldn't take it anymore.
"…cryin' and shit. Callin' to Huey like his ass really gon' do somethin'. And I dare-" He would've went on, but he was cut off by Jazmine's quick movements as she turned around and grabbed him by the collar. Her nose was almost touching his.
Riley gulped.
"If you don't shut…up, I will pummel your face into the ground and sling your ass so far away, I swear to almighty God!" Jazmine's tone was so low and arctic that even Huey couldn't ignore the chills that ran down his spine. "Keep it up, Freeman. I dare you."
The three in the back stared at her with big eyes while Huey continued to shake his head.
"I-I-I'm good." Riley finally gained enough courage to respond. Jazmine fiercely let go of his now wrinkled polo and turned around to face forward. Okay, now it was official. She was in pure blind rage.
The rest of the car ride to Lamaar's was an uncomfortably silent one. As Huey pulled into the boy's driveway, Riley volunteered to get Lamaar, in order to avoid his nervousness around his brother's girl.
Shoot, he won't no punk, but he now understood not to mess with her.
Huey nodded at his suggestion and turned the car off. Riley took no time getting out of the car and power walked to the door.
It took a few minutes before anyone said anything, and it was Cindy who broke the silence.
"So, Jaz…" she began.
Jazmine seemed to have calmed down a little bit, and I do mean a little bit.
"Yeah?"
"…You a real G now, huh?" Cindy questioned as she put on a smug smirk. Caesar than started to laugh a little as Huey snorted. Jazmine rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop the smile that played upon her lips.
"Sorry about that, guys, it's just-"
"We understand, Jaz. No need to explain. Everything's just goin' wrong and Riley just added a little bit to the fire." Caesar finished for her and smiled warmly. Jazmine's eyes softened a little more as she smiled back, then she frowned.
"You guys, as angry as I am about this entire situation, and as confident as I am that we're going to get through this, we need some sort of prayer, y'know?" She suggested. She'd thought about that for quite some time, but once the explosion hit, it flew out of her mind and rage overtook it. Now that her rationality was returning, she felt it was necessary.
Cindy nodded but the boys didn't say, or do anything. She noticed this and shook her head.
"Oh, right. You all don't believe in that type of stuff." She remembered, but Caesar shook his head in disagreement.
"No, I do. It's just…I'm not the praying kind." Jazmine cocked her head to the side in confusion. "I just…I don't know. I didn't think everyone had to pray. I thought the pastor and adults did that kinda thing."
Cindy snickered, but Caesar was dead serious. "Ceez, you need to go to church more often if you think that."
"Cindy, please." Jazmine pleaded her friend to stop. She didn't think the situation was funny. "Ceez, anyone can pray. Christianity is pretty free-willed. It's not just directed to the pastor or adults." She warmly explained to Caesar as he looked at her with uncertainty. "And besides, you don't have to pray if you don't want to. Any one of us can volunteer, or you could just pray inside your head. Either way, God hears you."
Caesar didn't say a word. He just nodded and contemplated in his head of what he wanted to do. This was new. He didn't know he could do such a thing. He thought it was blasphemes in a way. He wanted to pray for so many things before in the past, but he didn't know if he could do it. Now that he knew he could, there were so many things in so little time that he could pray for. What room did he have for all of that?
As if Cindy read his mind, she placed her hand on top of his in a friendly gesture and smiled as he turned to her. He smiled back and at that moment, he knew exactly what he wanted to pray for.
Jazmine smirked at the display before turning to Huey. She was shocked to find him staring back at her with a glazed over look.
"What?"
"Huh?" He was caught off guard. Okay, so he was clearly in a daze of some sort. "Oh, nothing." As he blushed, Jazmine smirked again, knowingly. The two in the back didn't even pay attention.
"Huey," She started in a sly tone, still smirking. "Are you checking me out?" She teased. Huey blinked at her, not really wanting to answer that question. Jazmine giggled a little, that is until she felt a vibration in her pants pocket. She pulled her cell out of her pocket and looked to see who it was.
"Daddy." She read aloud before rolling her eyes. Huey smiled a bit as he sensed her irritation.
Jazmine loved her father, she really did, but he was so damn worrisome! She already told him that she'd be at Huey's house prior to the night that just passed, so why was he bothering her?
Well, guess it didn't hurt for him to check up on her.
Reluctantly, she clicked the green phone button and held the phone to her ear. Huey decided to turn around to the backseat to see why it'd gotten so quiet. He saw Caesar listening to his iPod and Cindy closing her eyes, trying to catch up on some more sleep before the 'big event'.
"Daddy, I'm fine." He turned back to Jazmine as he heard her trying to remain patient with Tom. "…Yeah…yes…Daddy let me…yes, but…Daddy! I'm fine. We're all fine." He saw her close her eyes and pinch the bridge of her nose. "Look, I'll explain everything to you when I get home, just trust me, okay?" She pleaded. "Okay…okay…love you too…alright, bye." And with that, the call ended.
"What was that all about?" Huey asked as he noticed Riley and Lamaar walking towards the car. They were obviously talking about what happened back at the house since Lamaar's face had a look of disbelief on it.
Jazmine rolled her eyes. "Well, apparently he saw the giant gaping hole in your room, so he called me panicking and what not. I just told him I'd explain everything to him later."
"Oh." It was all Huey could say before Riley and Lamaar opened the car door on Cindy's side.
Riley made a face as he noticed Cindy snoozing all on the backseat. For some reason, he wanted to be ignorant.
"Hell naw. Cindy, scoot yo' ass over!" He ordered in an unnecessarily loud voice. Jazmine and Huey rolled their eyes in annoyance. Caesar couldn't hear a damn thing; those ear plugs must've been on high. Cindy opened her eyes and glared at him.
"Nigga, I won't even all the way sleep! You ain't have to pierce my eardrums with yo' loud ass mouth!" She retorted angrily and lifted herself up to let the two in. As she scooted over to Caesar, she accidently bumped him too hard and one of his ear plugs fell out. "Ooh, my bad." She apologized immediately, but Caesar just smiled.
"It's cool." He assured and put the ear phone back in his ear before bopping his head to the music again.
Everyone greeted Lamaar kindly, and once they were settled in the car, Huey wasted no time starting it up and pulling out of the driveway.
"Okay, so I guess we're on our way to pick up the dumbass." Huey said aloud, to no one really, but everyone just giggled and snickered.
"Huey! Stop being so mean." Jazmine playfully scolded. Huey rolled his eyes.
"I'm not, I'm being honest."
"Anyways…" Riley interrupted them before they went on to some type of love fest. Shoot, he missed his girl not being there so he was not about to be exposed to any type of lovey-dovey crap. It'd only make being without Stacia much more difficult. "Let's roll, niggas. We got a job to do."
"Aye," Rummy called to his friend from across the living room. "What Riley say to you earlier?"
Ed was standing up with a Corona in one hand and an iPhone on the other. Rummy shook his head as he took note of this.
"And what did I tell you about that Nigga technology?"
Ed had a smirk on his face as he used one hand to text one of his 'bitches'.
"Man, I'ono what you trippin' fo'. Shit, bitches love textin'." After sending the 'bitch' a smiley face, he stuffed it in his back pocket. Rummy shook his head once again and decided to give up. It was pointless trying to get through to that guy. "But, that nigga told me some bitch at his school was after his crew an' shit. He basically said we need to get shit ready befo' some'n else pop off. Since he ain't call me back, I ain't worry 'bout that shit."
"…"
Rummy stared at the dummy for what seemed like hours before reaching down to pick up an empty beer can and throwing it at his head. His accuracy was on point, too.
"Ow! What the fuck!"
"Dumbass! Why ain't you tell me before? Niggas could be in trouble right now!" Rummy was furious. Ed had about one more time to continue with his act of stupidity.
Ed rolled his eyes and chugged down his drink.
"When the hell was you even gon' tell me?" Rummy argued as Ed belched loudly.
"Man, I was gon' tell you." He responded with a shrug.
"When? Before or after niggas was gonna get shot up?"
"Aye! I ain't gon' let that shit happen!" Ed began to get defensive and pointed a finger at himself.
"Nigga! When Riley an' his brotha was little, we fuckin' robbed a convenience store with them inside!"
"Yo! You knew 'bout that shit too, though, so don't put that shit on me, muthafucka!"
True.
"Aiight, that was a bad example, but Ed, you shoulda told me as soon as you got off the phone wit' him. We could be checkin' on his ass right now! Matter o' fact…" Rummy went into his pocket to fish out his non-nigga technology; a Samsung flip phone.
Ed snickered.
"Man, what is that shit?"
"A phone." Rummy answered before dialing the number to the well known 'little gangsta'.
Bzzzzz, Bzzzzz
Bzzzzz, Bzzzzz
Damn, what the fuck?
Riley mentally cursed as he awoke from his quick nap. It took him a minute to realize that his phone was vibrating in his pocket, indicating that he had a call. In no time, he took the cell out of his pocket, answered it.
"Hello?" He answered in a raspy-like voice. He looked around to see everyone was asleep and Huey was still driving.
Duh.
"Riley?"
Rummy?
"Yeah, what up?" He sat up a little bit to get in a more comfortable position. This was just ridiculous. Five of these niggas were in the backseat; himself, Cindy (technically, she's not a nigga), Caesar, Marcus and Lamaar. How the hell were they all able to fall asleep?
Anyways…
"Aye, you good? Ed's dumbass just tol' me 'bout what's been goin' on with that lil' girl from your school. You need assistance? 'Cause I'll be more than happy to supply you with whateva you need. Nigga I want in on this too."
Riley stared at the phone for a minute before snickering a bit. This was nothing new. They were always there when he needed them, right on time. Huey had stopped at a stop sign, so he turned around a little to see what was going on.
"What's goin' on?"
Riley just shook his head and held one finger up as if saying 'hold up, I'll tell you in a minute'. Huey shrugged and turned back around to drive again.
"Aye nigga, we cool. We actually around the corner from Ed's crib right now."
"Word?"
"Yeah. Ya'll there?"
" You already know, nigga."
"Aiight then, open the gate cause we 'bout to get it in."
"Hell yeah! Hey, you got the silver case?"
Riley smiled.
"What kinda nigga would I be if I didn't?"
Rummy laughed on the other end.
"My nigga. Aiight, I'll be waitin'."
"Aiight, nigga."
Riley clicked the end button and put the phone back in his pocket.
"That was Rummy." He informed his brother. "Nigga called just in time, too."
"Sure did." Huey agreed. There was a slight pause.
"We almost there?" Riley asked.
"See for yourself." Huey answered. Riley was about to say something smart but as he looked ahead, he saw the familiar tall black gates already open. He smiled wickedly. Shit was about to get really real.
It took a few minutes to get to the Wuncler driveway because of how ridiculously enormous the estate was. Really? How the hell does someone get lost getting to someone's driveway?
As Huey finally slowed to a stop and put the car in park, he shut it off and turned to Jazmine. Riley was in the back roughly waking everyone else up.
"Aye, Nigga! Get yo' heavy ass off my shoulder! We here!" He yelled in Marcus' ear so loud that everyone else in the car jerked up out of their sleep.
"Ah!" Marcus shrieked in a boyish voice and covered his mouth as if saying 'did I just do that?'.
"Riley!" Huey yelled, preparing to hop in the back seat and whoop his ass. Riley just had to be ignorant. Huey wanted to be the one to wake Jazmine up, as petty as that sounds. Hey, he's tired. Mood swings are bound to happen.
"What nigga?"
Huey shook his head. "Nothin', just get out."
Caesar opened the door on his side while Lamaar opened his at the same time and all at once, Cindy and Caesar fell out on the left side while Marcus and Lamaar fell out on the right. Riley was in the middle so he wasn't affected at all; he just laughed at his friends' expense. Lamaar and Marcus flipped him the bird as they held their sides, along with Caesar and Cindy.
Huey and Jazmine rolled their eyes and lead the pack, or the herd, or…whatever! They were just ahead of their friends. Sheesh!
Once everyone walked into the Wuncler mansion and settled in the living room, they went to work.
Riley, Cindy, Caesar, Lamaar, Marcus, Ed, and Rummy were all seated while Huey and Jazmine stood next to each other leaning against the wall by the television.
"Look," Jazmine began. She had not time for bullshit. "We need someone who's good at working computers. Who can do that?" She looked around and spotted two hands up in the air; Caesar's and Lamaar's. "Okay, that's cool but we only need one. Who's willing to compute?"
"Jaz, what are we going to do on the computers?" Lamaar asked.
"Oh, you know…" is all she said before Lamaar raised his eyebrow expecting her to continue.
"…No, I don't."
"Hey! You're good with computers, you should know!" She began to get angry and everyone looked at her as if she were crazy.
"Okay, that's enough." Huey butt in. "Jazmine, sit down." He ordered.
"But-"
"Jazmine." He warned her. She looked away from him, still standing in her spot. He sighed. "Just do as I say-"
"Who the hell are you? My daddy?" Okay, now Huey was beginning to get really annoyed.
"Hell no! You're just doin' too damn much! Now sit down!" He raised his voice but she didn't budge. "Either that, or be quiet because all this hostility and shit is slowin' us down! You," he turned from his girlfriend and pointed to Lamaar. "Get on the computer and find out where Briana lives. You and you," he pointed to Riley and Ed. "Get the equipment."
"Yeaahh!" Both of them replied and hopped off the couch to find what they needed.
"Can I go with them?" Cindy asked.
"Whatever." She jumped up and happily followed Ed and Riley's trail. "Marcus you can go, too." Marcus smirked and ran off. Caesar snickered as he realized that Huey just didn't want to deal with the boy, but he didn't say a thing about it.
The only ones in the room now were Huey, Jazmine Caesar and Rummy.
"So, what about us?"
Huey looked to Caesar and shrugged. "You can go with Lamaar." He suggested, but Caesar shook his head.
"Naw, I'm cool. What we gon' do though?"
"Shit," Rummy began. "I say we just wait til' everybody get down here with the supplies an' shit and the location of that girl's house." Everyone shrugged, but Huey.
"Yeah, but we still need a plan. We're not just gonna run up in her house and thrash the place."
"Why not?" Jazmine spoke up. "She did Cindy's and she blew yours up!" Rummy's eyes widened at that.
"Whaat? Niggas blowin' up houses now?"
Jazmine nodded and Huey rolled his eyes. Jazmine really needed to be quiet right about now. "Yes, now can we focus?"
"We are focusing, Huey. You just don't want my input." Jazmine pouted and Huey could've sworn that he saw a hint of sadness in her eyes. Damn, did she really think that?
God. Now he felt bad.
"…Jazmine," He started with an apologetic look. "…that's not true."
Jazmine snorted and rolled her eyes. "Right." Her voice cracked a little, making Huey feel even worse. Wonderful.
"I'm serious." He went on. "You're just in pure blind fury right now. You're not being rational. I don't want you to say or do anything you'll regret later, which is why I told you to sit down and don't talk." He didn't mean to make the end of his statement sound so harsh, but it kind of did. He inwardly cursed himself and added, "Well I mean, it's your choice to do whatever but I'm just sayin'..." He didn't really know what else to say as Jazmine stared at him. Caesar and Rummy eyed the situation silently awaiting Jazmine's reply. What was this, a soap opera?
Jazmine sighed and ran her fingers through her hair in embarrassment. She was sort of acting like a fool. She knew Huey respected her opinions and suggestions, but tonight she was just off.
"…Yeah, I understand where you're coming from." She softly replied. "Sorry for my behavior you guys." She said to everyone in the room with her head down. Caesar and Rummy just waved their hands in the air.
"Jazmine, we understand. No harm done over here." Caesar replied. Rummy nodded and stood up to walk into the kitchen. He returned with a few drinks in his hand.
"Look, it's late. Niggas tired as a bitch. We all need somethin' to calm us down. What we need is a drink. Who down?" He looked to see no one raising their hands and a raised eyebrow from Huey. "Y'sure?" They nodded. "Aiight then. Shit, niggas missin' out." He went to sit next to Caesar as Jazmine finally sat down across from them.
Huey sighed and decided to sit next to Jazmine. He soon realized doing so was a big mistake. He was already tired and him sitting down just made him not want to get up to do anything. Whatever.
"So, we're just waiting on them?" Caesar asked. Huey nodded.
"Well…I'm bored. I guess I'm goin' with Lamaar after all."
"Pause." Huey joked causing Rummy to snicker. Jazmine just sat back with half-lidded eyes. If she didn't get up soon, she was definitely about to pass out on the couch.
"Nigga, that was pretty gay." Caesar rolled his eyes and smirked before walking off. Okay, now it was Jazmine, Huey and Rummy and to be pretty honest, Rummy felt uncomfortable. He knew the two were a couple, thanks to Riley and his big mouth, so for him to be there, he felt like he was just in the way.
"Aye, I'ma be right back." He told them, not waiting for a reply and walked off somewhere. Huey looked Jazmine's way and saw her almost completely out of it. He smiled a little and kissed her cheek. Jazmine lazily turned in his direction and smiled back.
"What was that for?" Huey shrugged.
"You just looked like you needed it." Jazmine's smile grew a little and she wrapped her arms around him, burying her face into his chest. Huey welcomed the embrace and returned it. "Look," he continued. "Don't worry too much, okay? We'll be fine." Jazmine nodded, still in his arms.
"I know. I just…" She didn't know what else to say other than, "Why us?" she softly questioned, desperate for an answer.
Huey wanted to give an answer to that…but he really had no idea. Why is this crazy chick hung up on him and why is she trying to kill and/or hurt the people he loves. She's insane.
"I have no idea." He admitted and jumped a bit as he felt something wet on his shirt. Was she…crying? "Jaz?"
"Hmm?" she gave him a muffled reply as her face was, once again, buried in his chest.
Huey pulled her up gently and placed his hands on her shoulders. He took note of how red her eyes were and how wet her cheeks were.
Embarrassed, Jazmine quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked down at the couch beneath her. She couldn't believe she was crying, again. When would she ever stop being a baby? She tried to stop it, but her tear ducts were filling up again involuntarily.
"Jazmine, why are you crying?" He asked in a voice so warm and soothing that it nearly made Jazmine melt inside. Only he could make her feel like that.
"I…I don't know. I'm just, a little embarrassed." She admitted. Huey chocked in eyebrow, letting his hands fall off her shoulders.
"Why?"
Jazmine finally looked up at her boyfriend and saw a look of concern on his face. She smirked. He was so caring and people failed to see that. Despite his cold, stoic nature, he was actually really sweet. She wished he'd open up to people more, but that just wasn't him.
"…I've been acting like a jerk." She paused. Huey was about to tell her to elaborate, but she did before he said anything. "I snapped at everyone because I was so angry at the entire situation and I took it out on the wrong people. And even though Riley provoked me in the car, I can't help but feel bad for lashing out on him."
Huey snorted. "Hey, he deserved it." Jazmine waved her hand in the air in a 'whatever' gesture.
"Yeah, but that doesn't make me feel better. That's not me. I'm not mean or violent. And to be completely honest, I don't even think I'll be able to handle everything that's about to go down at Briana's." She went on as Huey just listened to her. "I feel like…such a loser right now!" She slammed her right fist down on the couch. Huey looked down and noticed the deep imprint she caused. Damn. "I don't even know if I can fight. The most I've done was talk! How am I supposed to go up against this girl? And it's possible she'll have some back up." She slapped her hands on her face and groaned. "God, what am I going to do?"
Huey blinked.
She can't fight, my ass. He thought. This girl just unwittingly proved herself wrong.
"Jazmine. Stop beating yourself. You have every right to be upset. Hell, we all are. You're not a loser and something tells me you're more capable of handling this situation than you think." He smirked and pointed to the imprint. She looked down and dropped her jaw. "See, you don't even realize how strong you are."
Still looking down, Jazmine blushed and shrugged. She didn't know what to say.
"You have got to learn not to worry so much about what you think you can't do and make it happen. Because, as corny as this sounds, I really believe in you, Jazmine." His statement made her smile, the blush never leaving. "And I believe you can do anything you set your mind to." Jazmine looked up to see Huey smiling at her a little. God, he was so cute! And his advice always came in handy. He was just…indescribably amazing.
Unexpectedly, she hugged him again and gently kissed his lips. Huey was taken aback, but within seconds, he wrapped his arms around her waist and returned it. The both of them released all of their emotions within that kiss; the anger, the sadness, the joy, whatever emotion they felt at the moment. Unknowingly, the two laid back on the deep red leather couch, Jazmine on top, and it didn't take long for them to get a little heated. Jazmine let out a small moan as Huey softly bit down on her bottom lip. Okay, just what was he doing to her? As Jazmine did so, Huey took the opportunity to slide his tongue across her teeth for access and Jazmine immediately granted it.
Wow.
Jazmine couldn't believe they were kissing each other like that, and Huey was the one who initiated it! She didn't know where her impure thoughts were coming from but they sure as hell flooded her mind. She couldn't help but think of doing nothing but ripping his clothes off and taking him on that very couch. Since when did she start to think like that?
Oh, right. Now.
Damn. Huey couldn't think right then. All he could think about was how tightly pressed against his chest Jazmine was and how pissed off he'd feel if they were interrupted this time. Huey unknowingly ran his hands up her thighs and rested them on her hips. Jazmine let out another soft moan and her vibrations within the kiss made Huey sigh. This was too much. They needed a room, damnit! At any moment, someone would catch them, but neither one of them cared.
And surely enough,
"Well, well, well. What the fuck is goin' on here?" Riley teased standing in the hallway, expecting the couple to break apart, but they just continued, not hearing a thing he said. Riley frowned. Damn, he tried.
Caesar and Cindy walked behind him with Cindy saying something like 'I'll beat the bitch's ass'. Probably talking about Briana.
Riley smirked wickedly and turned around to face his friends. "Aye," Cindy stopped talking and the two looked at Riley. Riley pointed his finger towards the oblivious couple on the couch. Cindy and Caesar's eyes grew and their mouths were wide open. Riley snickered silently.
"Holy shit." Caesar softly said with a wide smile. "They look like they're 'bout to get it onnn!"
"Nigga who the fuck you tellin'?" Riley agreed. Cindy grinned.
"Yo…they some freaks." She said before she laughed silently. "You think we should break them apart?"
Riley smirked again and put his finger on his chin in thought.
"Aye, let's just walk in and act like we talkin' about somethin'. Then, them niggas gon' jump up all quick and shit. Shit gon' be hilarious." Riley suggested as the three of them snickered.
"Aiight, cool. What should we talk about though?" Cindy asked.
"How about…Briana?"
Cindy gave Caesar a deadpanned look. "Bringin' that bitch up again would make me forget about Jaz and Huey. Not happenin'." She defiantly disagreed. Caesar shrugged.
"Let's just talk about…food." He suggested again.
The others shrugged. As long as it wasn't about Briana, that was fine. The three of them began walking but paused once they heard Jazmine moan. Oh God.
"Damn, what is he doin' to her?" Riley questioned lowly. The others shrugged and smirked in amusement. "We should stop this shit before they go too far. Shit, niggas don't wanna see all that." Caesar snorted and Cindy continued to smile amusedly.
The three of them walked into the room talking about how good the food was at Cindy's party and just as they expected, the couple broke apart abruptly. Riley couldn't help it. He started cracking up and made it clear that he was laughing at his brother, seeing as he was pointing right in his direction.
So much for letting them know they didn't see anything.
The couple blushed and glared at Riley as he continued to laugh. "Niggas got caught, again!" Cindy and Caesar couldn't hold back anymore and joined in with Riley. Hey, it was pretty funny.
Huey rolled his eyes. "Man, fuck all ya'll." He bitterly retorted as the laughter continued. Jazmine just gave her friends a hard look.
"Aww, don't be like that Huey." Cindy said coming down from her laughter. "We all need some sometime-"
"Cindy!" Jazmine shrieked and her friends started their laughter back up just as everyone else walked into the room. Ed was the first to speak up.
"What's so funny?" Shoot, he wanted in on it.
"Nothing!" Jazmine blurted rather quickly and Cindy, Caesar and Riley started howling. Huey rolled his eyes again.
"Aiight! Damn!" he yelled.
Everyone else just looked at them confusedly.
"…Okayyy…" Lamaar let out. "…well, whenever ya'll done, follow me. I got the location."
That cut the laughter off and within seconds, everyone followed the boy.
This was torture. This was absolute torture.
Not that babysitting a little girl had anything to do with it. Nope. Kids weren't a problem. But if Stacia had to wait another hour without any type of indication that everyone was alright, she'd seriously flip. She didn't like to admit it, but she was scared. She didn't like being away from Riley this long. She didn't like having to worry about her friends' safety. She didn't like any of this. She just wanted things to be back to normal. She didn't know if Briana had one alias or one-hundred of them. Briana couldn't have been that prepared though. She was basically leading everyone towards her. What a dumbass.
Or maybe she expected this to happen. She probably had something grand planned and they all failed to realize it.
Stacia groaned as she laid down in Kayla's parents' guestroom. She didn't know what was going on honestly. All this bullshit was happening because of the girl's obsession with Huey.
Stacia laughed a bit at the irony. Huey always tried to stay away from crazy people and they were the ones following him.
She sighed and looked at her phone.
No messages.
She sighed again and connected her phone to the charger in the wall. She didn't know what else to do. She wasn't there. They were probably too busy, so she wasn't about to call them and worry them to death. All she could do was pray.
And before she drifted off to sleep, she asked God to watch over her friends and protect them. Whether or not she knew it, they needed it.
Got Campaign goin' strong
Gettin' brain while I'm talkin' on the phone
Spend money when ya money's long
Real street niggas ain't no clone
We at the top where we belong
Drank lean, Rose', Patron
Smokin' on 1000 dollars worth of strong
When the club bout to hear this sooonngg
Got racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Racks on racks on racks
Got racks on racks on raaaaacks
Wow. Who would've known a stuck up, evil, insane person like Briana would blast a song like that, especially at 4:15 in the morning? Does she sleep?
"BRIANA TAYLOR!" Her mother yelled from behind Briana's closed bedroom door. "TURN THAT RACKET OFF, NOW! IT'S TOO EARLY IN THE MORNING!"
Briana rolled her eyes. "Suck it, bitch." She muttered, not expecting her mother to hear her.
"WHAT!"
Oops.
"Uhh, nothing mom." She replied and rapidly turned the music off on her computer.
"That's what I thought. Go to bed, now." She scolded. Briana sighed irritably but did as her mother said. No matter how crazy the girl was, she knew better than to piss her mother off. As the saying goes, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Especially a black one.
And her mother was scorned. Her father was caught not too long ago with another woman, a very familiar looking woman. Briana and her mother were talking about something and as they walked in the room, they spotted the ordeal and…well, needless to say, things definitely went wrong. Her mother filed for divorce immediately and they're currently awaiting the court date.
As for Briana, the entire thing took a toll on her and that's when she actually broke out of her borderline insanity and went completely nuts. She was already mean and heartless, but what her father did completely shattered her and turned her into someone totally different.
Anyways, done with her sob story.
She looked on her dresser to see her phone lighting up. She walked over to it and answered it.
"Yeah?"
"Hey…"
Huh? This voice was unfamiliar. She thought this was her cousin.
"Uh, yeah? What do you want?" She impatiently replied.
"You, bitch."
Briana drew her eyebrows together in shock and anger. Was this unknown person supposed to scare her? And did he just call her a bitch? Hell naw.
"Uh…nigga, who the fuck you think you callin' a bitch?"
"Uh…you, bitch." The voice reiterated. Briana paused, then laughed in disbelief. "Hey, look outside yo' window." The voice continued.
She rolled her eyes and looked towards her window to find it…
Open. Well…now wait a minute…she never opened her window.
In realization, her eyes widened and suddenly she didn't feel so brave.
"Aww, what's wrong? Scared?" The voice taunted and let out a small evil laugh. "Oh, baby I thought you were the shit! I thought you were fearless, considering your recent series of reckless activities."
When she didn't reply, the voice continued.
"…So what you waitin' for? Look outside the window."
Briana didn't budge, but as she saw a shadow right outside her window, the phone slipped out of her hand and dropped on the hardwood floor. Good God! Someone was trying to get her!
Well, she believed in karma, and she knew something like this would happen, but she didn't want it to. God, she really didn't want it to. She just wanted her man! Was that too much to ask?
Cautiously, she picked the phone back up and held her ear to the receiver.
"…And now that you're back, look outside the window." The sarcastic voice ordered her once again.
"Wh-wh-what do you want from me?" she replied in a low voice, her body beginning to shake.
"Wh-wh-what I want," The voice mocked, "is for you to look outside the fuckin' window! Bitch, don't make me come in there!"
Involuntarily, Briana shrieked as the unknown person raised his voice.
"Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay!" She quickly answered. She didn't like it when people yelled at her so she just followed what the voice told her to do.
Hesitantly, Briana walked away from her desktop and passed her bed to peer out of the window. She waited…and waited, but she saw nothing, or no one out there. Okay, this was seriously creeping her out. And the voice on the line was no longer existent. Was she…hallucinating? Just as she was about to close her window, the owner of the voice popped in her face and Briana let out a loud scream.
That is until she realized who it was.
"YOU IDIOT!" She yelled and bopped her cousin in the head with her phone. He just laughed whole-heartedly. "I thought someone was out to kill me! I should whoop your ass!"
Her cousin continued to laugh and climbed into the window before closing it behind him.
"Oh, c'mon Briana, it was a joke."
"Hell naw! Nigga you had me shakin' in this bitch!" She admitted, her heart continuing to beat rapidly. "Scared the shit outta me."
"Aw, I'm sorry cuz." He unconvincingly apologized. Briana rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. How'd you disguise your voice like that anyways?" Despite her anger, she was interested.
Her cousin shrugged. "I can just do it."
"Hmm." Briana hummed.
"What?" He asked, not really looking forward to any of Briana's ideas. She smiled wickedly.
"Maybe," She began, rubbing her chin, "we should get a bit riskier and call them, using your mysterious voice." He rolled his eyes.
"Really?" he replied in a flat tone.
"Yes, really! What's up with you and asking stupid questions?" Briana rose her voice a bit.
He sighed. "Briana, why do you like approaching things childishly. Just get things done quicker by demanding what you want."
"And just how the hell am I gonna do that, Brian? Huh? Walk up to him and say, 'Your mine! Fuck that bitch' and drag him with me?"
Wow. So her cousin does have a name. Huh.
Why not? You're already crazy as hell now. Brian thought. He'd never tell her that, though.
"Just do as I say and we'll get this thing done. Trust me."
And how many times has he heard that?
Trust me.
Since when was it a good idea to trust a psycho?
But as usual, Brian had to be the dumbass to follow what his younger cousin told him to do. He sighed.
"Whatever."
"Aiight then." Briana finalized and went to her computer to continue her song. She made sure it wasn't loud, for she didn't want her mother bursting into her room. Brian, on the other hand, was irritated and decided on going downstairs to the living room. But before he did that,
"Briana," he called to his cousin. She just swiveled around in her chair to face him. "…he's just a guy. Is this all really worth it?"
Briana drew her eyebrows together in annoyance. "What the hell are you blabbing about?" Brian shook his head and walked out without a response. She'd find out soon enough.
"Let's roll." Rummy ordered with everyone in tow. Everyone was strapped, even Jazmine. They all had the same weapons, 9mm and Desert Eagle handguns. The only difference was the colors. Riley's guns were silver whereas the rest of the men had black ones. Ed especially customized the girls' guns to the way they wanted it. Jazmine's were, of course, pink while Cindy's were money green, since her favorite color was green and her family had money out the ass.
Ed also equipped everyone with perfectly fitted beige trench coats. Riley insisted on wearing a suit resembling Tony Montana's, but he figured it was a little too late to be picky, so he just wore what everyone else wore.
Everyone hopped in Ed's spacious, black van and in no time, they were gone.
"You know, when you takin' a dookie, and it's the dump that ain't the dookie you wanna take, but it's the dookie that the dookie wanna take. It's workin' you ova."
Brian was downstairs cracking up at the comedian on BET. He needed to do something to get his mind off of the guilt. He needed some sort of relief, no matter how temporary it was.
"…Where's the baby wipes? Fa' God's sake, where's the damn baby wipes, when ya need 'em? And then ya ass just itchin' all…damn…day…"
The comedian went on and on as Brian continued to laugh.
He never wanted to do any of this bullshit Briana put him up to do. It was Briana who wanted Huey. It was Briana, who didn't like Cindy. It was Briana who hated Jazmine. It was Briana, Briana, Briana! Not Brian.
Ever since the day he hurt Cindy, he wanted to just go back and apologize to her. He knew nobody would want to hear it, but he just…he didn't want to look like the monster. He loved his crazy cousin, but he was tired of everything. He was tired of looking like the bad guy when in actuality, it was his cousin's fault. He was still weak minded, but he had a mind nonetheless. He needed to get from under Briana's wing. He needed to stop his sinful ways and do what he wanted to do. He needed to be a man!
And it took him a few minutes, but from that point on, Brian decided to be his own person. He was finished.
All he had to do was tell Briana. And boy, was he leaving her alone at the wrong time.
They were almost there and they couldn't wait. The ride had been a silent one. They all thought about what was to come of this and had to wonder if they were overly prepared, or perhaps, not prepared enough.
But just how the hell could they not be prepared enough? They were burning up, and it was 58 degrees outside. I say, they're good.
"Hey guys," Jazmine spoke up. "Before we get there…wanna pray?" She asked suggestively. Riley and Huey looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"Jazmine, not this again."
"Yeah, what the hell we prayin' fo'?"
"Aye! What you mu'fuckas got against God!" Ed yelled turning around all the way. Everyone shrieked and yelled for him to watch the road as he almost hit a truck. He abruptly turned around in his seat to continue driving correctly. "But yeah, ya'll mu'fuckas atheists? We don't fucks wit' those."
"Ed, shut up." Rummy told his best friend. "Besides, you know Riley ain't no atheist. Remember? He told us about Jesus bein' black, which I believe is highly accurate."
"Highly, what?" Ed dumbly asked. Everyone just ignored him. "What did you say?" Still no response and Ed grew upset.
Huey on the other hand, turned to his brother with wide eyes. Riley looked back at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"You…actually listen to me?" Huey asked dumbfounded. Riley smirked before answering.
"I saiiid, what did you say!"
Okay, he didn't answer like that.
"Yeah, I listen to you all the time. I just don't say nothin' 'bout it." He admitted and shrugged as if it were no big deal. Everyone continued to ignore Ed.
"Don't nonchalantly shrug your shoulders as if this isn't a big deal. This is a very big deal. My brother, Riley Freeman actually listens to me, wow." Huey smirked back and Riley snickered.
"Nigga, shut up."
"If you mu'fuckas don't tell what the hell Rummy said, I'ma drive us off this fuckin' road!"
"Ed!" Rummy yelled. "It's not that damn serious! Calm down."
"Hell naw! Ya'll niggas ain't excludin' me outta shit! Especially in my own fuckin' car!"
"Van."
"Whateva!"
"Hey!" Jazmine yelled, silencing the two. "Shut up! Some of us are praying back here!"
"Jaz, nobody's praying."
"Shut up!" She repeated before realizing she was yelling at her boyfriend. "Sorry,"
"It's okay." He accepted with a chocked eyebrow.
"And Huey, can you please just…pray with me? I promise this'll be the only time I ask you this." Jazmine pleaded in a soft tone. Huey looked at her for a minute and sighed. He knew he was not about to get out of this.
"Fine." He eventually agreed. He expected her to squeal or hug him or do both but she just smiled a little and intertwined her hands with his. For a moment, Jazmine closed her eyes, and Huey waited on her to say something, but as he watched her for a while, her eyes still closed, he realized she was praying in her head. And here he thought she was the type to do it aloud.
Sighing once again, Huey held his head down and genuinely tried to think of something to pray about. He knew he should pray about what was to come, but he didn't exactly know how to do it. He only prayed that one time when Shabazz K. Milton Burrow was on death row and miraculously, Shabazz didn't die.
Huey knew God was real, but he was just confused. He never went to church, except when he visited his Aunt Cookie, and ever since his parents died, his optimism just didn't fully return. He had to be six years old when the policemen came to his door and sympathetically announced to Granddad that they died in a car accident. Thank God Granddad was visiting for the weekend because that's when Huey needed him the most. Riley had only been four years old, so Huey doubted that he remembered their parents. After finding out the news from Granddad, Huey cried. After moving in with Granddad, all week he cried and cried and cried until his tear ducts were dry and every night, he'd sleep with Granddad. Day after day, he forgot about God and praying and all that good stuff. He just grew angry and stoic. He was mad at God for taking away the two people who meant the world to him.
As of now, he understood that God didn't do anything. His parents were just gone. It was an accident, but it was a very effective one and it changed Huey's life forever.
But before you all go crying, I'll stop with Huey's past.
Before praying, Huey looked up to see everyone with their heads down, even Riley. Huey smirked. Riley's such a hypocrite.
And right then and there, Huey knew what he wanted to pray for and he did so. He prayed for his girlfriend, he prayed for his girlfriend's parents, he prayed for his brother, he prayed for his granddad, he prayed for his friends, he prayed for his friends' parents, he prayed for Caesar's aunt, and he prayed for the two retired soldiers in the front. He just prayed that everyone was safe and everyone would make it out unharmed.
"Aye," Rummy softly interrupted everyone's prayers and all heads rose up. "We here." He announced and everyone looked out the window towards a two story house.
"What the hell do you mean 'I'm done'?"
"Look! I'm sick of this! I didn't do any of this!"
"Brian, stop acting like a little bitch and do as I say!"
"Briana, don't you know that listening to what you say makes me act like a bitch?"
"You know what, leave!" Briana yelled dramatically and swung her front door open.
Brian scoffed. "Briana don't be like that! We're still fam-"
"GO!" She shouted impatiently. Brian sighed and casually walked out the house. He turned around and prepared to say something but was greeted with a door slammed in front of his face. He sighed again and walked down the street. He could've sworn that he heard a car pull up behind him, but he just ignored it and kept on walking.
The hell does he mean 'I'm done'? We're family! We're not supposed to be done. We're supposed to stick together!
Briana the psycho thought as she paced the living room back and forth. Once again, she knew this day would come, but she didn't want it to. She didn't want the only person she could turn to turning on her. She wasn't even done with getting her 'prize'. And damnit, she was going to get her prize!
Just then, a ring of the doorbell stopped her thoughts and she was hesitant about answering it. Sure her cousin just bailed out on her, but he was her cousin after all. She wasn't about to leave him out in the cold.
She walked up to the door and without checking through the peephole, she opened it. That had to be the biggest mistake of her life.
"Freeze, bitch." A very familiar mulatto said, pointing a pink Desert Eagle towards the girl. The man of her dreams stood right beside her with his arms crossed and his famous hard, stoic look on his features. His brother was on the mulatto's other side while everyone else was behind them with their guns pointed towards the Briana.
"Oh shit." Briana softly let out as she realized she wasn't going anywhere. All at once, the mulatto jumped on her and cracked the end of her gat on the girl's head and then, there was darkness.
Oh snap son! Is this then end of Briana?
Heck naw, this is just the beginning! Review you guys! I'd love to hear from ya! :)